A healed knee, a change of heart?|Dylan 3
Jul 14, 2021 10:17:15 GMT -5
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Post by Dylan Thomas on Jul 14, 2021 10:17:15 GMT -5
The last time that we saw Dylan and Lissandra, they were back out in Italy taking a look around the Coliseum in Rome. Dylan then developed sunstroke (according to Lord Allton) and had a flashback to Roman times where he was Champion of the arena. And personal Champion of Emperor Alltoniti. Because of course Allton was the emperor of the flashback.
Alright then… So where do we find our favourite Hollywood couple this week?
Dylan: Argh! for fuck’s sake, Josh!
Josh: Just one more stretch, Mr. Thomas! Your knee is looking great now. You’re gonna be 100% for your wrestling event.
We join Dylan on the bed of Josh’s physiotherapy office, back in the good old USA just as a beaten up Lord Allton wheels in with an equally beaten Tank and Vincenzo following suit. Vincenzo is pissed off and punches a hole into the wall next to the door.
Vincenzo: FUCKING SONS OF BITCHES!
Dylan: Argh! Oh, hey guys.
Dylan and Josh then notice just how beaten up The Family are.
Dylan: Jesus Christ! What the hell happened to you?
Allton: Peter Vaughn and Jonathan Barrows happened. I won my match at Dystopia 21…
Dylan nods.
Dylan: Foregone conclusion.
Allton: Quite… and then…
Vincenzo: Then that little runt blindsides the Boss and beats us all down!! They’ll fuckin’ get theirs - I’m fuckin’ promising you.
Tank nods along and then bashes his fist into his palm as he completely agrees with what Vincenzo has been saying. Josh then looks up, noticing the hole in his office wall.
Josh: Oh come on! Really, Vinnie?!!
Vincenzo begins to walk over to Josh because he really isn’t in the mood. However before things escalate, Tank and Allton hold him back.
Allton: My apologies, Josh. Put it on my bill, I’ll sort it.
Begrudgingly, Josh nods and Dylan gets up off of the bed.
Josh: Walk around a bit. See how it feels.
Dylan: Sure, no problem.
Dylan does as Josh suggests, shaking the knee around and getting some feeling back into it as we fade out.
=-----=-----=
We fade in now to a few days later and Dylan and Lissandra are out at a homeless shelter.
Dylan: Babe...why are we out here with these...outcasts of society?
Lissandra: THAT! That’s why.
Dylan looks perplexed as the Hollywood couple make their way through the doors to the upstairs offices to where the manager of the shelter, a Jane Parks sits. Lissandra knocks on the door of the office.
??: Come in.
Opening the door, we notice a middle aged woman with dyed dark red hair sitting on a chair behind a desk typing on a desktop PC. Dylan and Lissandra stand in the doorway with Dylan not really sure what he’s doing. Lissandra on the other hand is all smiles. Finally the woman looks up from her paperwork and smiles.
Lissandra: Hi, Jane? We spoke on the phone…?
Dylan leans in to Lissandra and whispers.
Dylan: Seriously, honey…? What are we doing here?
Lissandra: Sshh!
Jane: Ah! Mr and Mrs Thomas! So good of you to come… we’re ran off our feet today so any help that you can provide will be GREATLY appreciated!
Dylan once again leans in to Lissandra with a more frantic whisper this time.
Dylan: HELP?! Do I look like the type of person to help such….dregs of society?!
Jane: Is there a problem?
Lissandra elbows Dylan in the ribs and smiles at Jane, shaking her head.
Lissandra: No, no. My husband is just absolutely EAGER to get started, Jane!
Jane: Aww! Well good. Having people here that are as high profile as you will be a great benefit to us all. Shall we make our way down to the kitchens?
Lissandra: After you…
Jane makes her way past Dylan and Lissandra who follow diligently behind. On the way, Lissandra leans into Dylan and explains her ‘masterplan’.
Lissandra: Ever since Quarantined… people have been starting to view you -us- differently.
Dylan: What? How do you mean?
Lissandra: Did you not hear the crowd? Your knee took that beating and people started seeing you as a valiant warrior. They saw you in a more sympathetic light and as your publicist, I see that this is going to be a fantastic publicity stunt for us both. Imagine, walking into House of Cards to an adoring crowd for once.
Dylan: C’mon baby… no-one’s gonna buy that… ‘Dylan Thomas, humanitarian’. I’ve been ‘Dylan Thomas, absolute dickwad’ for too long now.
Lissandra snickers.
Dylan: What?
Lissandra: Two words: ‘Dylan Section’.
Dylan: Yeah, but those people… they know their wrestling.
Lissandra: Just trust me, when I’m done - you’re gonna get a sainthood.
Dylan chuckles.
Dylan: Yeah, OK…
Jane: Here we are. If you’d just like to put on some gloves and an aprons, Denise who runs the kitchens will be right with you. Good luck, guys… and thank-you for your support.
Jane walks away and Dylan and Lissandra start to get changed into aprons and gloves when a woman walks over to them carrying a huge bowl.
Denise: Soup’s up! Hi… I’m Denise. Follow me.
Heading out of the kitchens, Denise slams the bowl down on the counter as homeless people start to line up grabbing bowls as they go.
=-----=-----=
Later in the day, outside the shelter, we see OCW commentator Hood walking in through the doors with a cameraman in tow. The cameraman turns to Hood, confused.
Cameraman: Here?
Hood: That’s what she said. But I’m sure there’s a reason behind it. I mean, can you see Dylan and Lissandra helping out in...the…
Walking through the doors of the main room of the shelter and seeing Dylan and Lissandra helping Denise serve soup to homeless people, Hood’s voice trails off in shock.
Hood: Kitchens.
Lissandra: That’s OK! You go careful now, Rufus. It’s hot.
Dylan: There you are, Jimmy. Enjoy.
Hood: Wow… Lissie… you weren’t kidding.
Hood walks over towards the counter and Lissandra looks up from serving and beams a huge smile.
Lissandra: Hood! Darling! So glad you could make it!
Hood: Er… yeah.
A homeless man tries to touch Hood’s shoulder asking for spare change causing Hood to squirm out of the way.
Hood: What gives, guys?
Lissandra: Denise, can we get ten minutes?
Denise: Dinner rush is over. Go ahead…
Dylan and Lissandra head round the counter taking off their aprons as they go.
Dylan: Charity, man.
Hood: But you’re Hollywood Elite!
Lissandra: Oh… oh Hood! You’re too adorable!
Lissandra chuckles, nodding at Hood and the cameraman to follow. At a table in the furthest corner of the room out of the way of everyone else, the four of them sit down.
Lissandra: It’s publicity, darling!
Hood: I don’t follow.
Lissandra: Darling… It's very simple. You heard the crowd at Quarantined. They were cheering for Dylan! Lord Allton has been working with Dylan to get his knee back in shape while I have been very busy building good press.
Dylan smirks.
Dylan: Yeah. By the time that House of Cards rolls around, they’ll be booing Outcast out of the building and I’ll be worshipped as a hero. Really Hood, I wasn’t sure either at first but I understand Lissie’s plan now. It’s fool proof.
Hood: When have either of you two given a fuck about public opinion?
Dylan: Truth be told, we haven’t. But people see me as a warrior fighting through the pain… then I may as well play the role.
Lissandra: By the time that I’m done, Dylan’ll be the second coming of Jesus.
Dylan: And all the OCW fans will buy into it, hook line and sinker.
Hood: Wow Lissie…. You are one hell of a shrewd business woman.
Hood smiles.
Hood: Camera guy. Turn on the camera.
The cameraman does as he is asked and focuses on Dylan and Lissandra who are all smiles.
Hood: I’m here with my good friends, formerly of the A-List, Dylan and Lissandra Thomas. Now Lissandra… you’ve asked us to come down here because you have a message for everyone, is that right?
Lissandra: Yes, Hood. That’s correct. OCW faithful and fans of wrestling in general, I know that you see Dylan and myself as stuck-up and Elitist but that is us just portraying a character - like acting in a movie. In reality, as you can see….we like to give back. To the community, the Outcasts of society.
Dylan: I grew up poor, in reality. I didn’t come from money. Lissie does but I don’t. I know what it’s like to struggle. After I heard the people cheering my name at Quarantined, it made me realise something: That I could still be Dylan Thomas and have the people behind me. So Lissie and I came down here to a homeless shelter here in Los Angeles to hopefully prove to you that I really want to do this. Outcast...at House of Cards, you’re going to be seeing a new Dylan Thomas. A Dylan Thomas that you yourself helped to create. Does slopping some soup onto a plate for homeless people automatically make me a saint? Of course not. But it’s a start. You said, yourself Outcast, that I was too soft. Too pampered. What? Because I live in Hollywood in a huge mansion and we have round the clock staff?
Dylan and Lissandra, to that have to concede and shrug their shoulders.
Dylan: OK. You’ve got us there. We are pretty pampered in that regard. Now. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to fight. I gave you as much as you gave me at Quarantined - some would say even more - and at House of Cards when your Paradigm Championship is hanging there from a cable… all I have to do is climb that ladder with my knee that is now 100%, take that title down and prove that I am worthy -Hi PerZag!- of being OCW’s next Paradigm Champion and maybe even its next Heavyweight Champion. But as they say: Don’t run before you can walk. I remember back in GCWA...of course I squandered quite a bit. But as I’ve been saying since before Quarantined, you’re looking at a new Dylan Thomas. And now, I’m taking that one step even further when the OCW faithful are actually cheering my name.
Dylan sits forward, winking into the camera.
Dylan: So… thanks Outcast. You are the one that did this….and now? Your plan to take me out at Quarantined is about to backfire when I am crowned OCW’s newest Paradigm champion. And the people declare my win as nothing short of Perfection Personified and that I am the new Hero of the people!
Hood tells the camera man to turn the camera off.
Lissandra: Now would be a good time for a meet and greet, wouldn’t you say Hood?
Hood: Erm… well…
Lissandra: Excellent! Rufus! Come over here, darling!
We fade out.
=-----------=------------=
We fade in a few evenings later where Dylan and Lissandra are catching up on Dystopia 21 as they watch Lord Allton have a change of heart, bringing Penny out in his entrance. They then watch as Allton locks Soot Losem in the BarrySlayer.
Dylan: Yes! Knew Rob could do it!
Lissandra: Course he could.
Just as Lissandra pulls out her phone to text Lord Allton congratulations on the win, it gets to the point where Peter Vaughn and Jonathan Barrows attack Lord Allton and the Family.
Dylan: Hey! What the hell? That will be why Rob was so beat up a few days ago.
Lissandra: And to think….I worked out a deal with him to align with you.
Dylan: Well that’s out of the window!
Lissandra smiles a crooked smile.
Lissandra: Not necessarily. Here’s what we’re going to do….
We fade out
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Word Count: 1,958
Alright then… So where do we find our favourite Hollywood couple this week?
Dylan: Argh! for fuck’s sake, Josh!
Josh: Just one more stretch, Mr. Thomas! Your knee is looking great now. You’re gonna be 100% for your wrestling event.
We join Dylan on the bed of Josh’s physiotherapy office, back in the good old USA just as a beaten up Lord Allton wheels in with an equally beaten Tank and Vincenzo following suit. Vincenzo is pissed off and punches a hole into the wall next to the door.
Vincenzo: FUCKING SONS OF BITCHES!
Dylan: Argh! Oh, hey guys.
Dylan and Josh then notice just how beaten up The Family are.
Dylan: Jesus Christ! What the hell happened to you?
Allton: Peter Vaughn and Jonathan Barrows happened. I won my match at Dystopia 21…
Dylan nods.
Dylan: Foregone conclusion.
Allton: Quite… and then…
Vincenzo: Then that little runt blindsides the Boss and beats us all down!! They’ll fuckin’ get theirs - I’m fuckin’ promising you.
Tank nods along and then bashes his fist into his palm as he completely agrees with what Vincenzo has been saying. Josh then looks up, noticing the hole in his office wall.
Josh: Oh come on! Really, Vinnie?!!
Vincenzo begins to walk over to Josh because he really isn’t in the mood. However before things escalate, Tank and Allton hold him back.
Allton: My apologies, Josh. Put it on my bill, I’ll sort it.
Begrudgingly, Josh nods and Dylan gets up off of the bed.
Josh: Walk around a bit. See how it feels.
Dylan: Sure, no problem.
Dylan does as Josh suggests, shaking the knee around and getting some feeling back into it as we fade out.
=-----=-----=
We fade in now to a few days later and Dylan and Lissandra are out at a homeless shelter.
Dylan: Babe...why are we out here with these...outcasts of society?
Lissandra: THAT! That’s why.
Dylan looks perplexed as the Hollywood couple make their way through the doors to the upstairs offices to where the manager of the shelter, a Jane Parks sits. Lissandra knocks on the door of the office.
??: Come in.
Opening the door, we notice a middle aged woman with dyed dark red hair sitting on a chair behind a desk typing on a desktop PC. Dylan and Lissandra stand in the doorway with Dylan not really sure what he’s doing. Lissandra on the other hand is all smiles. Finally the woman looks up from her paperwork and smiles.
Lissandra: Hi, Jane? We spoke on the phone…?
Dylan leans in to Lissandra and whispers.
Dylan: Seriously, honey…? What are we doing here?
Lissandra: Sshh!
Jane: Ah! Mr and Mrs Thomas! So good of you to come… we’re ran off our feet today so any help that you can provide will be GREATLY appreciated!
Dylan once again leans in to Lissandra with a more frantic whisper this time.
Dylan: HELP?! Do I look like the type of person to help such….dregs of society?!
Jane: Is there a problem?
Lissandra elbows Dylan in the ribs and smiles at Jane, shaking her head.
Lissandra: No, no. My husband is just absolutely EAGER to get started, Jane!
Jane: Aww! Well good. Having people here that are as high profile as you will be a great benefit to us all. Shall we make our way down to the kitchens?
Lissandra: After you…
Jane makes her way past Dylan and Lissandra who follow diligently behind. On the way, Lissandra leans into Dylan and explains her ‘masterplan’.
Lissandra: Ever since Quarantined… people have been starting to view you -us- differently.
Dylan: What? How do you mean?
Lissandra: Did you not hear the crowd? Your knee took that beating and people started seeing you as a valiant warrior. They saw you in a more sympathetic light and as your publicist, I see that this is going to be a fantastic publicity stunt for us both. Imagine, walking into House of Cards to an adoring crowd for once.
Dylan: C’mon baby… no-one’s gonna buy that… ‘Dylan Thomas, humanitarian’. I’ve been ‘Dylan Thomas, absolute dickwad’ for too long now.
Lissandra snickers.
Dylan: What?
Lissandra: Two words: ‘Dylan Section’.
Dylan: Yeah, but those people… they know their wrestling.
Lissandra: Just trust me, when I’m done - you’re gonna get a sainthood.
Dylan chuckles.
Dylan: Yeah, OK…
Jane: Here we are. If you’d just like to put on some gloves and an aprons, Denise who runs the kitchens will be right with you. Good luck, guys… and thank-you for your support.
Jane walks away and Dylan and Lissandra start to get changed into aprons and gloves when a woman walks over to them carrying a huge bowl.
Denise: Soup’s up! Hi… I’m Denise. Follow me.
Heading out of the kitchens, Denise slams the bowl down on the counter as homeless people start to line up grabbing bowls as they go.
=-----=-----=
Later in the day, outside the shelter, we see OCW commentator Hood walking in through the doors with a cameraman in tow. The cameraman turns to Hood, confused.
Cameraman: Here?
Hood: That’s what she said. But I’m sure there’s a reason behind it. I mean, can you see Dylan and Lissandra helping out in...the…
Walking through the doors of the main room of the shelter and seeing Dylan and Lissandra helping Denise serve soup to homeless people, Hood’s voice trails off in shock.
Hood: Kitchens.
Lissandra: That’s OK! You go careful now, Rufus. It’s hot.
Dylan: There you are, Jimmy. Enjoy.
Hood: Wow… Lissie… you weren’t kidding.
Hood walks over towards the counter and Lissandra looks up from serving and beams a huge smile.
Lissandra: Hood! Darling! So glad you could make it!
Hood: Er… yeah.
A homeless man tries to touch Hood’s shoulder asking for spare change causing Hood to squirm out of the way.
Hood: What gives, guys?
Lissandra: Denise, can we get ten minutes?
Denise: Dinner rush is over. Go ahead…
Dylan and Lissandra head round the counter taking off their aprons as they go.
Dylan: Charity, man.
Hood: But you’re Hollywood Elite!
Lissandra: Oh… oh Hood! You’re too adorable!
Lissandra chuckles, nodding at Hood and the cameraman to follow. At a table in the furthest corner of the room out of the way of everyone else, the four of them sit down.
Lissandra: It’s publicity, darling!
Hood: I don’t follow.
Lissandra: Darling… It's very simple. You heard the crowd at Quarantined. They were cheering for Dylan! Lord Allton has been working with Dylan to get his knee back in shape while I have been very busy building good press.
Dylan smirks.
Dylan: Yeah. By the time that House of Cards rolls around, they’ll be booing Outcast out of the building and I’ll be worshipped as a hero. Really Hood, I wasn’t sure either at first but I understand Lissie’s plan now. It’s fool proof.
Hood: When have either of you two given a fuck about public opinion?
Dylan: Truth be told, we haven’t. But people see me as a warrior fighting through the pain… then I may as well play the role.
Lissandra: By the time that I’m done, Dylan’ll be the second coming of Jesus.
Dylan: And all the OCW fans will buy into it, hook line and sinker.
Hood: Wow Lissie…. You are one hell of a shrewd business woman.
Hood smiles.
Hood: Camera guy. Turn on the camera.
The cameraman does as he is asked and focuses on Dylan and Lissandra who are all smiles.
Hood: I’m here with my good friends, formerly of the A-List, Dylan and Lissandra Thomas. Now Lissandra… you’ve asked us to come down here because you have a message for everyone, is that right?
Lissandra: Yes, Hood. That’s correct. OCW faithful and fans of wrestling in general, I know that you see Dylan and myself as stuck-up and Elitist but that is us just portraying a character - like acting in a movie. In reality, as you can see….we like to give back. To the community, the Outcasts of society.
Dylan: I grew up poor, in reality. I didn’t come from money. Lissie does but I don’t. I know what it’s like to struggle. After I heard the people cheering my name at Quarantined, it made me realise something: That I could still be Dylan Thomas and have the people behind me. So Lissie and I came down here to a homeless shelter here in Los Angeles to hopefully prove to you that I really want to do this. Outcast...at House of Cards, you’re going to be seeing a new Dylan Thomas. A Dylan Thomas that you yourself helped to create. Does slopping some soup onto a plate for homeless people automatically make me a saint? Of course not. But it’s a start. You said, yourself Outcast, that I was too soft. Too pampered. What? Because I live in Hollywood in a huge mansion and we have round the clock staff?
Dylan and Lissandra, to that have to concede and shrug their shoulders.
Dylan: OK. You’ve got us there. We are pretty pampered in that regard. Now. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to fight. I gave you as much as you gave me at Quarantined - some would say even more - and at House of Cards when your Paradigm Championship is hanging there from a cable… all I have to do is climb that ladder with my knee that is now 100%, take that title down and prove that I am worthy -Hi PerZag!- of being OCW’s next Paradigm Champion and maybe even its next Heavyweight Champion. But as they say: Don’t run before you can walk. I remember back in GCWA...of course I squandered quite a bit. But as I’ve been saying since before Quarantined, you’re looking at a new Dylan Thomas. And now, I’m taking that one step even further when the OCW faithful are actually cheering my name.
Dylan sits forward, winking into the camera.
Dylan: So… thanks Outcast. You are the one that did this….and now? Your plan to take me out at Quarantined is about to backfire when I am crowned OCW’s newest Paradigm champion. And the people declare my win as nothing short of Perfection Personified and that I am the new Hero of the people!
Hood tells the camera man to turn the camera off.
Lissandra: Now would be a good time for a meet and greet, wouldn’t you say Hood?
Hood: Erm… well…
Lissandra: Excellent! Rufus! Come over here, darling!
We fade out.
=-----------=------------=
We fade in a few evenings later where Dylan and Lissandra are catching up on Dystopia 21 as they watch Lord Allton have a change of heart, bringing Penny out in his entrance. They then watch as Allton locks Soot Losem in the BarrySlayer.
Dylan: Yes! Knew Rob could do it!
Lissandra: Course he could.
Just as Lissandra pulls out her phone to text Lord Allton congratulations on the win, it gets to the point where Peter Vaughn and Jonathan Barrows attack Lord Allton and the Family.
Dylan: Hey! What the hell? That will be why Rob was so beat up a few days ago.
Lissandra: And to think….I worked out a deal with him to align with you.
Dylan: Well that’s out of the window!
Lissandra smiles a crooked smile.
Lissandra: Not necessarily. Here’s what we’re going to do….
We fade out
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Word Count: 1,958